Thursday 27th May 1993 Morning surgery 09:00

Valerie Vaughan turned the handle and started to open the consulting room door. She paused and looked round at my Dad. She waited.

“Aren’t you going to check whether I’ve got a hidden agenda, Dr Dennis?”
“You have already mentioned 23 symptoms this morning, Mrs Vaughan. I am quite sure you’ve put all your cards on the table.”

A hidden agenda?